Patterns

                                  Patterns

Falling into place

Words becoming sounds

Try to hide the changes in your face

We made our share of sunlight

Wouldn't listen to the rain

But morning came too soon

And took away the moon

Tomorrow there will be



Just me and patterns

Now it seems to be

The skies Are always those that hang around with me

I find myself avoiding

Silent feelings we have known

The songs that we have sung

Suddenly become

The string around my finger

That reminds me love has gone



Your words are kind

But eyes don't play

There's nothing more that you can say

Your footsteps down the hall repeat

The pieces fit too well

The pattern is complete